Prince Rayanne Chidzvondo
The goddess came to me in moments of
need
Rolled in a dope blunt
She smiled and declared me the chosen
one
If only I chose to choose her like
others had done
I honour you with this blessing
Blessings like soft kisses in the
evening
I will kiss you to sleep
You can make me your morning glory
Or whenever you see it fit
There’s never a moment we will miss
Of dreamers, sweet chasers and untold
bliss
You must nurture me in kind
Give me love, grow me in the sun for I
am the medicine the people need
She told me it won't be easy
She's been ripped out of the ground
Denied the chance to be a grower
So I must protect our secret with love
Queen of my heart when she smokes
through my dark nights
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